I’ve been thinking lately about phone sex and the many people it has brought into my life. Through my actual calls, our chatrooms, and our various radio shows, I’ve met the most amazing people. And the wild fantasies that I’ve heard and been part of, oh my! You’ve read about some of them here, do I lie? They are exciting and so much fun. Some just make me laugh, some delight me so much that I smile when I hear their voices on the other end of the phone. Like my little pansy sissy Michael, who has been featured a few times in my blog. He’s an incredibly adorable jingle jangle bauble on my little sissy charm bracelet, and I love the very beautiful fluffy satin and lace girl dresses he wears. When I hear his sweet high shy voice saying “hello, Miss Tara”, I immediately let our dispatchers know I’ll be unavailable for a while, because I can’t wait to talk to him.
Then there is The Cast Of Characters: my darling chatroom and blog buddies. I think of them as themselves and in a group, because they have brought so much fun into my life. Little Giselle, who I might never have met if we didn’t hold our Sissy School Beauty Pageants, is a sweet little flutterfairy, with bewitching jeweled wings and a gentle innocence air. She also tends to spice things up with pointed little comments when I least expect them, especially on the various blogs, where she can :zing: and flutter away before I can spank her little fairy butt! My darling Jemmie, who has evolved the most, at least physically, over the years. Jem, once just a humble sissy, lured into Ms Elizabeth’s infamous white van with a drugged juice box to emerge with EEEE sized bouncing bodacious bountiful bimbo boobs. Well, they are really triple E’s, but that extra E, it would turn out, is for Evil. Yes, Jem has evil boobs, which make her do all kinds of naughty things, especially to a certain Woomba. Billybear, the third member of this unlikely triumvirate, tends to complain about Jem’s evil ways, but that is mostly a cover for whatever trouble the latest experiment at Billybear Labs ™ has caused. Billybear is a member of the despised CareBear master race AND a perverted elf, plus he’s a mad scientest. He’d be rather unbearable (pun intended) if he wasn’t also sweet, festively plump and plushy, waddling on his little bear legs and wanting to be snuggled. It’s hard to resist him when he’s being all funny and adorable. I must also say, he’s a very talented writer and his blogs tend to get a whole bunch of other people blogging along with him. They are creative, funny and often very thoughtful under the laughs.
Oh, have I run on!! You see, they’re amazing people and I haven’t even mentioned our noble Shrimp, Tony, or the fact that Jemmie is now a giant alien preying mantis with cuh-ree-pee feelers, or magnus the trivia king who brightens a room with his smarts and his personality the minute he comes in. Ace the cookie Maven, Lucky Pet, who has found a way to collect on his name and… you really have to check out our free chatrooms for yourself!! We have all these wild people there AND beautiful sexy mistresses hosting and moderating and doing live radio shows to entertain you. AND to get to know you! So come on along, tune in and next time, I’ll be blogging about you:)
Hugs,
Miss Tara
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OH! My heart’s a flutter! Thanks for mentioning me MsTara! We do have fun when we congregate at the right time and the critical mass of hilarity is achieved.
Somebody (looks pointedly at jem) should host a regularly scheduled chat event called “Cool, Funny Folk ONLY!” Yeah that would be bees knees and maybe a repeater to make fun of. ::GothGirl whispers in Billy’s ear – REALLY?! Yeah you’re probably right.::
On second thought it should be “Cool, Funny Folk ONLY! AND BillyBear DAMMIT!”
Yeah. OH! OH! Let’s change the name of ‘TeaTime with MsTara’ to “Cool, Funny Folk ONLY! AND BillyBear DAMMIT!” and move the time from 6PM Friday where I’m COMPELLED by forces greater than even I can surmount to eat dinner! ::grumpy sigh, mutters “Oh yeah the dinners are served ON SCHEDULE at NAZI BillyBear’s house”:: and move the time to 11PM EST Friday after Battlestar Galactica! THAT SO WORKS FOR ME!!! Except the name should be:
“Cool, Funny Folk ONLY! AND BillyBear DAMMIT! Friday, 11PM Eastern so that Cool Funny Folk (AND BillyBear) can talk about BattleStar. Bring your own toaster to dry hump!”
::looks at watch, cleans x-ray goggles::
WELL?! I’m not getting any younger here!